Stolen Magnificence

I used to be magnificenttly Tall
Moving but still, thriving, breathing
I used to live and feel the seasons
Come and Go
Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter
I knew it all, felt it all
Through the passage of time
I used to feel the rain, sunshine
Wind and the unbearable cold
I knew it all,
Felt it all

I was once magnificent, graceful and beautiful
I was once a tree,
Until someone chopped me down to make pulp

Now I have become paper to be used and thrown away
I land in trash cans to be carted away
I have lost my grace and my beauty

My magnificence was stolen